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"And don't forget, the Empire's center of power is enormous in itself, with princes and old princesses all part of it."
Emilia mumbled to herself, "Brother, do you mean he needs to transform from a sword into the one who wields it?"
"Exactly."
"Could he not realize this?" Emilia asked worriedly, "Do we need to remind him? He's a warrior at heart, so his thinking might not be too complex."
"Don't interfere, let him handle it himself."
Edwan shook his head with a smile:
"Emilia, our King Wind is too young, his ideals and vision are too grand. If he doesn't experience setbacks, he won't come back.
"I understand your feelings, sister, I won't interfere or obstruct.
"But there's one thing you must remember."
"I... I don't have any feelings," Emilia turned her head to the side, her lips pouting slightly, "Don't say nonsense, I'm not even an adult yet."
